Title: The client
Anonymous asked: “Could you do a Moriarty one shot where reader is jealous of a client because she things is a woman but is a man and Jim finds everything very funny ?”
Characters: Moriarty, client and you
Pairing: Moriarty x reader
Word count: 656
“alright, I’ll see you later” Moriarty said, hanging up the phone. “who were you talking to, darling?” you asked, sitting next to him on the couch. “just a client” he replied, not revealing anything else. “so how was your day?” you asked him. “boring” he replied. You instantly knew something was wrong. Normally Jim would come home enthusiastic. Excited about his progress and always talking about how genius he was. In the beginning you just thought of it as funny but since the time you two have been together, it had grown on you and not seeing him like that made you worried. “what’s wrong?” you asked, kissing his cheek. “just this client, they’re smarter than I thought. I mean not as smart as me, but still” he said, looking at you now. “well, how about you and me take a shower? I’m sure you I can make you forget about that client easily” you smirked, winking at him. “I can’t. I promised to meet them tonight” he said, throwing himself of the couch and pouring himself a whiskey. “alright” you said, turning on the television. “don’t stay up” he said, emptying the glass and walking out the door. At the time you didn’t think much of it. You knew how Moriarty could be and one grumpy day with him wasn’t something you couldn’t handle.
A couple of days had gone by and Moriarty still hadn’t changed his behavior. He still came home grumpy and would refuse to talk about anything other than the client and how much he admired them but also how much a pain in the ass they were. It pained you how much effect this client had on him and how involuntarily you had to deal with the consequences. “let me guess, the client was either a pain in the ass or did something amazing?” you asked as Moriarty walked into the apartment. “both, they just won’t accept the damn deal and I can’t kill them” he said. “tell me about them” you said, curious. “about the client?” he asked you. You nodded. “I can’t” he said nonchalantly. “you got to be kidding me!” you yelled. Moriarty quickly turned around, looking at you worried. “Y/N what’s…” Moriarty started. “no, you don’t get to talk right now” you interrupted him. “I’ve spent day, Jim, days. Just listening to you complaining about the client and then even more days listening to how you adored her! You don’t tell me anything when I ask you about her. If you like her so much, why don’t you just run of with her?!” you yelled. Moriarty remained silent the entire time till you were done. Once you were done talking he burst out laughing, which earned him a well deserved glare from you. “darling, the client isn’t a she. It’s a he” he laughed. You looked at him, blinking rapidly. “that doesn’t mean you can’t run of with him” you mumbled. “I would never leave you for some client, Y/N” he said, kissing you. You suddenly heard his phone vibrate. “that would be him” he laughed, reading the text. “seems like the deal is finally done” he said, showing you the text. “come on, darling. I’ll show you what I needed him for” he said taking you by the hand.
“open your eyes” Moriarty said. Slowly you opened them. You blinked a few times, getting used to the bright light. I front of you was Moriarty, holding a box in his hand. “I’m sorry I treated you so badly the last couple of days but I wanted to do something special for you” he said, opening the box. Inside the box was beautiful necklace. It was simple yet the details that were there, were stunning. “oh Jim” you whispered, at a loss of words. “it’s beautiful, thank you” you eventually said. “not as beautiful as you, sweetheart” he said, putting the necklace on you and kissing you.